Back to the cold restless streets at night Talk to myself about tomorrow night. Walls of white protest A gravestone in name Who is it now? It's always the same.
Who is it now? Who calls me inside? Are the leaves on the trees just a living disguise? I walk the street rain tragicomedy I'll walk home again to the street melody.
But I know, oh no But I know, oh no But I know.
Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees.
Life through a window Discoloured pain Mrs Brown's washing is always the same I walk the street rain tragicomedy I'll walk home again to the street melody.
But I know, oh no But I know, oh no But I know.
Do you feel in me Anything redeeming Any worthwhile feeling? Is love like a tightrope Hanging on my ceiling?
But I know, oh no But I know, oh no But I know.
Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees.